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  • Cookie box and childhood..

    Yaadein cookies ke box ki tarah hoti hain. Ek baar dibba khula toh sirf ek cookie nahi kha paoge… (Memories are like a box of cookies. Once you open it, you can’t stop at just one). For me, Hyderabad is… Continue reading

    Cookie box and childhood..
  • Quiet beauty of early mornings..

    Have you ever noticed the quiet beauty of early mornings? When I step out before the city fully wakes up, it’s the small, subtle signs of life already in motion that catches my attention:A woman unlocking her shop shuttersA man… Continue reading

    Quiet beauty of early mornings..
  • Mumbai and Me…

    Today’s rain reminded me of Mumbai. A city I first met as a newlywed… Many years ago, I arrived in this city – as a young bride, carrying joy, anxiety, hope, and a heart full of excitement. And in some… Continue reading

    Mumbai and Me…